Chapter 580

Words failed to capture the turmoil raging within Frederick’s heart.

Jocelyn, on the other hand, was utterly baffled.

Ever since they’d moved into the Winston Estate, their paths crossed more frequently, but Marguerite was always hustling, leaving at dawn and returning well past dusk due to her demanding job.

In all honesty, Jocelyn and Hayes didn’t interact much.

Yet, the words Hayes had for Marguerite were undeniably the highest form of praise.

“Hayes, why would you say that?”

Hayes, hands jammed in his pockets, chin tilted up, appeared to be seriously pondering the question.

“Because… Aunt Marguerite is kind, thoughtful… sincere, and she cares about me…”

He articulated each thought as it came to him. He racked his brain for all of Marguerite’s virtues, wishing he could ascribe every splendid word in the world to her. But to Hayes, even those words seemed too shallow, hardly sufficient to express his true sentiments.

vague summation,

To him, Aunt Marguerite felt more like family than

welling up with emotion, her heart swelling with a

them well. Hayes’ affection for Marguerite was a clear sign of her devotion to him.

that Hayes’ actual mother Yuna

mind, Jocelyn’s heart ached even more for

for the sake of the child, it’s time to let go. And about

his emotions unsettled after three long years, yet his mother was determinedly nudging

shrouded in a thick fog of confusion

say I’d look into it, to clear

investigate?” Jocelyn challenged.

reddened, his demeanor icy,

everything from her. Love is love. Don’t play games. with mixed signals. If you investigate

She had been caught between Marguerite and her son, never daring to jump to

was because she wasn’t sure which was stronger in her son’s

back to the Winston Estate, their daily interactions had

to give him a push.

might still linger, but it had become irrelevant.

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